The 6th Sense did for me walking my daily world what Jaws did for people swim in the ocean. Every time I walk into a supermarket and the auto door doesn’t immediately open, every time the auto-sink doesn’t turn on, or the auto-dispensing soap doesn’t dispense, every time the auto flush doesn’t pull my turds out to the ocean, I get nervous…I get nervous that, like Bruce Willis, I may be dead and just not know it yet. Maybe my secret fear is to be the last to know something about me. Or, the hands-free industry knows everything about their faulty products and enjoys a laugh at the paranoid’s expense? Discuss.
